The Microwave is Dead! Long Live the Microwave!. When I was little I never understood that. Well not long live the microwave but long live the king. I couldn’t grasp the concept. I could never figure out how if the king was dead he was then expected to live long.

So anyhoo back to the microwave. Yes our microwave died. I was reheating my tea and there was about 50 seconds left on the timer when the microwave stopped making that microwave noise that microwaves make. The timer was still going but NO MICROWAVE NOISE. I tried it a couple of more times and still nothing. So the next morning Alan gave it a try. It worked. Then I tried it and it didn’t. Ok so I’m thinking: what’s this microwave conspiracy where it refuses to work for me? But Alan tried it again and nothing. So that was it. It was done. It had a long well used life.

So there we were without a microwave. I didn’t realize how much we used our microwave until ours went kapoot. Like how does one heat up leftovers? In the oven? On the stove?! How long will that take? I have to be standing there while the food reheats?! (Gasp in outrage) My Irish cinnamon and apple nstant oatmeal on the stove?!! Oh no no no!! No convenience of the microwave?!?! Unacceptable. Or as Alan said…how barbaric. Hee hee. So what to do, what to do? Buy a new microwave of course. And as soon as possible. So we popped over to Best Buy and got one. And you know…now looking back…in my mad frantic rush to get a microwave I didn’t even shop around or do research…NOTHING. We just went and bought one. I can’t believe Alan didn’t say anything! He just said “choose one honey.” Well on the positive side at least I didn’t by the $500 something Siemens one. Whoo.

When we got it home we of course used it immediately. It’s not even installed. It’s the kind that sits above the stove. Well it’s missing the correct size screws so this big humongous monstrosity of a microwave is sitting precariously on the counter plugged in and working. Aaah sweet microwave welcome home.